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Unmei Sentai Slotsranger
Ante 1: Small Blind but Big Bets!
Narration: Smoke fills the room as the sounds of creaking chairs, falling chips, and grunts and groans fill the space in-between. This is The Blind Tiger, the speakeasy themed casino of Las Cartas, the gambling capital of the World. Tonight there are dozens of gamblers trying to cash out for the day, because in this town it’s make or break, everything is a gamble. There’s no traditional business or jobs, even the people on staff at these Casinos have to gamble for their food & home. However not all players are willing to play fair.
One gambler was winning really well at a Poker Table, too well even. If one were to even look closer, they could see that the man had extra cards in his suit jacket and sleeves. His stack piled high and was laughing after each round. Men and women were dropping from the table, feeling like the Patron Deity of the city, Lady Luck, was not on their side. That is until a man in a Red Suit joined the table and started winning himself, it was subtle at first, but the Red Suit started making bigger bets and tearing away at the cheating man’s pile.
Red Suited Man: Read ‘em and weep boys, Full House!
The Poker Table groans in displeasure as chips are being taken from their piles. The cheating man gets red faced and angry.
Cheating man: You can’t do this to me!
The Red-Faced Cheating man got redder and redder until steam started to come off of his head.
Patron: Hey come on man, I know it’s tough here in Las Cartas but you can’t lose it.
Red Suit Man: Yeah brother you gotta take the rough with the smooth. Let the chips fall where they lie.
The Red-Faced Cheating man was so steaming that it became unnatural.
Other Patron: Hey buddy, calm down!
Cheating Man: RRRRRAAAAGGGGHHH!
The Red-Faced Cheating man suddenly transformed into a monster, and attacked the casino. Tables were overturned and chips fell to the ground.
Cheating Man: I am Diamond Two! Soldier for the The Loaded Deck! And all your chips are mine!
Diamond Two started gathering the chips on the ground and putting them in a bag on his back. As he was gathering though he saw the Red Suit Man from before as he stood confidently.
Diamond Two: You! It’s your fault!
The monster ran at the Red Suit Man but was stopped by a holographic ad placed in front of him.
Diamond Two: Free Spin? Don’t mind if I do!
Diamond Two touched the ad and a slot machine appeared before him with a puff of smoke.
Diamond Two: Let’s see here, ah yes!
Diamond Two found the handle of the one armed man and gave it a pull down. The roulette wheels turned and turned.
Diamond Two: Come on! Big Jackpot!
The roulette wheels eventually stopped on three spots. Bell, Bar, & Clover.
Diamond Two: Oh darn it! What a rip- AH!
A punch shattered the slot machine and landed on the nose of Diamond Two, sending him flying. Diamond Two shook his head and tried to compose himself, looking for his attacker and sure enough it was…
Diamond Two: You! That Red Suited Man!
The Red Suited man was joined by two ladies in black and green shimmering dresses.
Red Suited Man: Sorry Cardian, looks like Lady Luck has deemed you unworthy.
Diamond Two: How Dare you! When Big Boss Jimbo hears about this!
Green Dressed Lady: He doesn’t stand a chance!
Black Dressed Lady: Not with Lady Luck on our side!
Diamond Two: Who are you?!
Red Suited Man: Who we are? We’re just the ones that go all in on every hand.
The trio put on Shining Bracelets, raising their arms to their chest in front of them.
Red Suited Man, Green Dressed Lady, & Black Dressed Lady: Suit Change!
The trio then spun their bracelets on their wrists which started projecting slot roulettes in front of them. The slots then rolled right into the trio clasping them in Red, Green, & Black armor.
???: Green Clover!
???: Black Bar!
???: Red Bell!
Trio: Unmei Sentai! Slotsranger!
Diamond Two: Slotsranger?
Red Bell: We’re placing bets on our destiny!
The Slotsrangers then attacked Diamond Two with punches and kicks. Diamond Two tried his best to attack but every time he did, chips would fall out of his bag, forcing him to scramble and gather it back up.
Diamond Two: My chips!
Green Clover: Those aren’t your chips! They’re the people’s!
Diamond Two: In Las Cartas you get what you can!
Black Bar: No, you have to earn it. Life in Las Cartas may be hard, but you have to try!
Red Bell: Regardless, your luck has run out!
The Slotsrangers gathered together and spun, revealing a Red Ball in Red Bell’s hands.
Red Bell: Slotsranger Hurricane!
Green Clover & Black Bar: Oh!
The Trio then ran to surround Diamond Two in a triangle.
Red Bell: Green!
Red Bell tossed the ball to Green Clover, who spun around making the ball green.
Green Clover: Black!
Green Clover tossed the ball to Black Bar who caught it easily.
Black Bar: Okay!
Black Bar spun around making the ball black.
Black Bar: Red!
Black Bar tossed the ball back to Red Bell who caught it and spun making the ball iridescent.
Red Bell: Slotsranger Hurricane! Finish!
Red Bell then let go of the ball and dropkicked it, the ball flew right into Diamond Two’s face knocking him down.
Diamond Two: Big Boss Jimbo! I’m sor- AH!
Diamond Two then imploded into a self contained mini-explosion that warped into itself. And from that implosion chips flew everywhere. The patrons of the Blind Tiger Casino cheered as they fairly distributed the chips that had rightly earned or was taken from them. One of the staff of the Casino came up to the Slotsrangers.
Staff member: Thank you Slotsrangers!
Red Bell laughed with his hands on his hips and Green Clover & Black Bar politely chuckled, before saluting the staff and running out of the Casino.
Next Time! The Vault of the The King's Ransom has been stolen! Can the Slotsrangers get the money back before time runs out? Unmei Sentai Slotsranger, Ante 2: Stampede of the Demon Crown! Don’t miss it!
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Ante 2: Stampede of the Demon Crown
The roar of the crowd mixes with the thunder of hooves echoing through the grandstands. This is the Golden Lasso Casino, the crown jewel of Las Cartas’ horse-racing casino, where every bet is life or death and every race decides who eats tonight and who sleeps in the gutter. In this city, even the jockeys gamble their own wages on the horses they ride. Fortunes flip faster than a photo finish, and tonight someone is trying to rig the ultimate long shot. One particular better is bouncing in squats as he watches the current race.
Bouncing Man: C’mon baby! C’mon Mother Found the Ice Cube Cash! Daddy needs some bread!
At the betting windows, one man in a loud checkered sports coat is cashing ticket after ticket. His stack of winning slips is impossibly high. Whispered rumors spread—he’s been doping horses, bribing jockeys, swapping numbered saddle cloths at the last second. The other bettors grumble as their pockets empty, but no one dares call security in Las Cartas. That is, until a familiar man in a sharp Red Suit steps up to the $500 window and starts placing strangely confident bets on long-shot nags nobody in their right mind would touch.
Announcer: And down the stretch they come! It’s Lucky Seven by a nose—photo finish—no, wait! Lucky Seven wins by half a length!
The crowd groans. Another “impossible” horse the Red Suit bet on just paid 50-to-1. Checkered Coat Man slams his fist on the counter, face turning the color of a losing ticket.
Checkered Coat Man: This is bull! Nobody wins this much legally!
Red Suit Man (smiling calmly): Just a little faith in the underdog, my friend. Sometimes the longest shot comes in first.
Steam literally starts rising from the cheater’s collar. His eyes bulge. The veins in his neck look ready to pop.
Bettor: Whoa, easy pal, cool it—
Checkered Coat Man: RRRRRRAAAAAHHHHH!!!
With a sickening crack of bones and tearing fabric, the man explodes upward in size. His body twists into a monstrous centaur-like creature with a horse’s lower body made of black iron, flaming nostrils, and a jockey’s whip fused to one arm. His face is still human, but now wearing a cracked racing mask numbered “00.”
Monster: I AM DEMON CROWN! General of the Loaded Deck Stables! This track belongs to me now!
Demon Crown rears up, smashing betting windows and sending tickets flying like confetti. Panicked bettors scatter as he starts scooping handfuls of betting slips and cash into armored saddlebags.
Demon Crown: All winnings are forfeit! Big Boss Jimbo demands his cut!
But one figure stands unfazed in the chaos—the Red Suit Man, hands in pockets, smirking.
Demon Crown: YOU again! You’re the one ruining my fixed races!
The monster charges, iron hooves shaking the ground—only to skid to a halt as a glowing holographic racing form materializes in front of him.
Hologram: Congratulations! You’ve been randomly selected for a BONUS SPIN!
Demon Crown: A free bet? Don’t mind if I do!
He slaps the hologram. Instantly, a giant three-reel slot machine rises from the track infield with a burst of pyrotechnics. Demon Crown grabs the lever with his whip hand and yanks it down hard.
Demon Crown: Come on, Triple Crown!
The reels spin wildly—horse head, horseshoe, jockey cap—then grind to a halt on Lemon, Lemon, Lemon.
Demon Crown: LEMONS?! That’s the worst payou—GUH!
An explosive kick shatters the slot machine into pixels and nails Demon Crown square in the chest, sending him tumbling head over hooves across the dirt track. Demon Crown scrambles up, snorting fire, and glares at his attacker. The Red Suit Man now stands flanked by the same two elegant women—one in a shimmering emerald dress, the other in glossy black.
Red Suit Man: Looks like your fixed odds just got scratched, Demon Crown.
Green Dress Lady: Hope you brought more than rigged horses.
Black Dress Lady: Because we brought destiny.
Demon Crown: Slotsranger… I was warned about you pests!
Red Suit Man: Too late for the daily double.
The trio snap their shining bracelets into place and thrust their arms forward in perfect sync.
Red Suit Man, Green Dress Lady, Black Dress Lady: Suit Change!
They spin the bracelets. Three columns of spinning slot reels shoot out, racing across their bodies like starting gates. The reels lock into place—armor forming in brilliant Red, Green, and Black.
Green Clover: Green Clover!
Black Bar: Black Bar!
Red Bell: Red Bell!
Trio: Unmei Sentai! Slotsranger!
Demon Crown: I’ll trample you under iron hooves!
Red Bell: We’re placing bets on our destiny!
The Slotsrangers charge. Green Clover vaults over the railing and delivers a flying dropkick. Black Bar slides under with a swooping leg and sweeps the monster’s forelegs. Red Bell blocks a crushing hoof with crossed forearms, sparks flying. Every time Demon Crown swings or bucks, stolen betting slips and cash spill from his saddlebags. He keeps stopping mid-fight to frantically gather them back up.
Demon Crown: My winnings! Stay in the bag!
Green Clover: Those belong to honest bettors!
Black Bar: You can’t cheat fate forever!
Red Bell: Time to send you back to the glue factory!
The three Rangers leap back, spinning in formation. A glowing rainbow-colored betting ticket materializes in Red Bell’s hand, folding itself into a perfect sphere.
Red Bell: Slotsranger Derby Dash Hurricane!
Green Clover & Black Bar: Place your bets!
They form a triangle around the raging Demon Crown.
Red Bell: Green!
He tosses the sphere high. Green Clover spins, catching it and turning it emerald.
Green Clover: Black!
She flips it to Black Bar, who pirouettes and dyes it obsidian.
Black Bar: Red!
Back to Red Bell one final time—the sphere now pulsing with all three colors.
Red Bell: Final Furlong Finish!
Red Bell sprints forward, plants the sphere like a starting pistol, and bicycle-kicks it with everything he has. The rainbow ball streaks like a meteor, leaving a trail of sparkling betting slips in its wake, finally turning into a holographic horse neighing as it slams dead-center into Demon Crown’s chest.
Demon Crown: No—no fair! Big Boss Jimbo, I had the fix in—!
The monster implodes in a spectacular burst of green felt and flying poker chips. When the smoke clears, thousands of redeemed betting slips and cash flutter down like confetti across the grandstand. The crowd roars louder than any starting bell, rushing to claim what was rightfully theirs.
Track Official: Slotsranger! You saved the Golden Lasso! Thank you!
Red Bell throws a casual salute while Green Clover and Black Bar bow gracefully.
Slotsrangers: Just cashing in justice!
They dash off into the neon night as the crowd chants their name.
Next Time! The Wheel Spins in dramatic fashion! With hostages on the line, can the Slotsrangers make the winning bet?
Unmei Sentai Slotsranger, Ante 3: The Roulette of Fate! Red or Black, the Hero's Last Bet!
Don’t blink—you might miss the payout!
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